Sometimes a Manic Hobgoblin gets the better of me. I live in a sweet, old house in central Austin built in 1952. I travel a few times each year. I have too many pets, and love each one more than the next.

Tuesday, October 16, 2007

Folksy Wisdom from a Catalog

I've been sick the past two days with a half-dozen yucky symptoms. My head aches too much to read a real book. I did muster the energy to look at the mail after a dose of ibuprofen. The Country House catalog featured a delightful looking snowman on the cover. Normally I am not a fan of country decor, but since it was about 90 degrees out today, I decided to escape into the glossy, glittery, faux-snow pages of this catalog. Some of the products that caught my eye featured homespun, wry witticisms that I'd like to offer up for your pondering.

I have learned that being with those I love is enough.

I'll love you 'til the day after forever.

Live in such a way that if anyone should speak badly of you no one would believe it.

It doesn't matter where you go in life, it's who you have beside you.

Who are these children and why are they calling me Mom?

Live well, love much, laugh often.

Whatever you are, be a good one. - Abe Lincoln

It's never too late to live happily ever after.

Never get so busy making a living that you forget to have a life.

What happens at grandma's stays at grandma's.

Being happy doesn't mean everything is perfect. It means you decide to see beyond the imperfections.

Motto to live by: Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well-preserved body, but rather to skid sideways, chocolate in hand, latte in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming "WOO HOO, what a ride!"

Maybe I have a fever. Maybe my stuffy sinuses are preventing enough oxygen from getting to my brain. Maybe I'm a little dehydrated. Or maybe these catalog people are onto something...